A time

I feel like I'm waiting for life to start. With each contraction, we could be getting somewhere. We could be about to have a baby. For three weeks, anticipation quickens my heart but the contractions are doing nothing. They get more painful and more frequent each day, but still at some point they just stop.

God, help us be patient and wait for Becca. I would rather have her late and healthy than be induced and risk complications. We each have a time to be born and a time to die. Becca will have hers at the time which You have ordained.

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